This disease cannot be cured, it must be cured

Outside the gate of the Song Mansion, the prince sat in the carriage for a while, feeling bored, got out of the carriage again, and stood under the corner eaves by the gate to wait.

After a while, he said, "It's hot." Then he returned to the car.

Uda felt it for a while and found it tolerable, far from the impetuous weather.

In the car, the crown prince touched the clothes that the servant just brought out, heaved a sigh of irritability, and asked, "Go and have a look, have you come out yet?"

Wu Da followed the sound to look, and leaned against the door. The doorman stayed away from him and hid in the porter room to watch secretly.

"Hasn't Doctor Song come out?" He asked.

Boy: "No."

There was a wall between the two of them in the small room, the boy was timid and his voice was indistinct.

Uda knocked on the door, "What?"

The boy backed away in fright.

Wu Da knocked on the door again, "Where is Song Taiyi?"

The boy swallowed.

"Here, the Uda guards are looking for me."

A voice came out obliquely.

Wu Da saw that it was Song Chunjing.

"It didn't take more than a quarter of an hour, so I was impatient and knocked on the door and smashed the wall." He stood inside the door, looked at Wu Da's hand, and said coolly: "Is this the prince's etiquette, or the rules of the Eastern Palace? "

Uda opened his mouth.

He wasn't angry at all, and he didn't even try to defend himself.

Song Chunjing didn't get angry easily, and even if he got angry, it must be because others provoked him or something was wrong in his heart.

In the morning, the crown prince told him that Physician Song had something on his mind, and he claimed to be as considerate as Wu Da, so he would not add fuel to the fire at this time.

He smiled and stepped forward to touch the door gently, and blew on the dust that did not exist on it, and said with a smile: "The door of Song Taiyi's house is so strong and powerful."

This compliment didn't mean anything at all, but he smiled sweetly, and Song Chunjing's sullen face immediately softened.

Wu Da: "The servant of Song Tai Physician's family is also very cute."

Song Chunjing: "..."

Uda didn't talk too much nonsense, he put down his hand patting on the door, and made a respectful gesture forward, "Please."

Without tilting his head, Song Chunjing walked out with his eyes straight ahead, stepped on the edge of the car, and got into the car.

The prince glanced at him, and subconsciously asked: "...Wu Da made you angry?"

Song Chunjing: "No."

"Did you meet your father when you came out?" the prince asked again.

This is an unchangeable fact, Song Chunjing said "hmm".

The prince's resolute and straight face and thick black eyebrows moved, thought for a while, and said seriously: "You are already an academician, and after the enthronement ceremony is over, you will be promoted to deputy court judge. According to the ancestral system, the deputy court judge only needs to In charge of the emperor's body alone, he does not have to stay on duty in the imperial hospital all the time."

Song Chunjing opened his mouth to say something, but the prince was afraid that he would refuse, so he quickly added, "You also have time to spend more time with your father."

"The deputy court judged the matter," Song Chunjing wanted to say again: "Actually, there is no need..."

"Physician Song is my benefactor. If it is true that there is no reward, who will work hard for me in the future?" The prince interrupted him with a smile.

He seemed to be in a very good mood, and his face was rare to see, and could even be called amiable.

It was the first time for him to call himself 'Zhen', but this word, which is more important than a thousand pieces of gold, seemed tailor-made for him. When it came out of his mouth, everything from his identity and demeanor to his expression and demeanor suited him perfectly.

It's like he was born to call himself that.

Song Chunjing closed his mouth and thought about it seriously.

The prince stretched out his long legs, rubbing one side of his calf against the other side of his calf, "Besides, my wound has to be taken care of by Physician Song, and I must be given an honorable position."

Song Chunjing retracted his legs to the side, and said helplessly, "Your Highness..."

"Okay," the prince withdrew his legs, sat up straighter, and said as if begging for mercy, "Be careful."

Song Chunjing looked at him and turned his head away.

Physician Song finally put down his harmless expression, took off his decent mask, and slowly raised the corners of his lips, with a smile in his eyes.

He smiled, and the corners of his eyes and brows moved accordingly, warming up the surrounding atmosphere by three points.

The most terrible thing is to seduce people without knowing it.

The prince only felt a ball of fire under his body, burning fiercely.

He stared at the predecessor's relaxed expression without turning his eyes, and couldn't hide the smile in his eyes, "There is another secret, I will tell you tonight."

After a stick of incense, the East Palace arrived.

The crown prince got out of the car first, followed by Song Chunjing. Standing where he was, he raised his head and glanced at the plaque.

The prince also looked at it together, "Listen to Yan Zhen, you always take a look every time you come, what interesting things are you looking at?"

Song Chunjing said without changing his face, "The East Palace is really rich. A plaque hung outside was exposed to the wind and sun, and it was painted with no less than ten layers of gold powder."

The prince looked at him and felt that he was just average, not as rich as he said.

Song Chunjing: "One time when I went out, there was a strong wind, and I passed by here. When I got home, I touched the back of my neck, and it was full of gold powder. When I shook it, I could make a small gold pearl out."

The prince couldn't hold it back, he licked the teeth next to him with his tongue, and couldn't help laughing with the corners of his mouth pulled.

Song Chunjing continued: "If any family can't survive the hard life, just wait for the day when the wind blows and stay here, shake it down casually, and then you will have no worries about eating and drinking for a few years."

The prince let out an "eh", grabbed his hand and led him in.

The hot spring pool in Linshui Pavilion is equipped with hot water and seasonal flower bouquets all year round, for the prince to relax with a bubble.

It just came in handy today.

Song Chunjing walked in after him. The windows in the Linshui Pavilion were fully opened, and the veils were layered and swaying, which neither blocked the light nor blocked the sight outside, which was very ingenious and poetic.

The green plants under the window appear at the window with various flowers on top, forming a scene of full spring.

The ground one step away from the hot spring pool has been filled with ice cubes, for fear that the heat will confuse people's eyes.

How about the extravagance of the East Palace, with hot springs, ice cubes and windows open.

It's like wearing a quilt and blowing on the air conditioner in summer, and opening the windows to let the air in. It's a staggering luxury.

Fortunately, it was not the first time for Song Chunjing to come back, and he had seen this scene more than once.

He took a look at the maids who were kneeling aside waiting to be served, "Your Highness, wash first, and remember not to wet the wound."

He turned around to leave, but the crown prince stopped him, "Let's wash together."

"Don't dare," Song Chunjing said honestly, "With so many people watching, the lower officials are timid and can't wash well."

"I told them all to go down," the prince waved his hand, all the maids retreated silently, and the room suddenly became empty.

The two of them shared a room, which should have been deserted and spacious, but the intertwined eyes made the atmosphere of the space gradually become cramped.

"My hands are inconvenient, please wash it for me later." The prince moved closer to him and discussed.

Song Chunjing: "..."

The crown prince wanted to take off his clothes, Song Chunjing turned around and walked out, "Then the official is even more timid, Your Highness should ask someone else to take care of him."

Seeing his almost fleeing figure, the prince was afraid that Linmen would not be able to get in with a kick, so he called him sullenly: "Chunjing'er."

Song Chunjing paused, the prince walked over quickly, put his arm around his waist, and said in a slow voice, "Then you wash it first, and I'll ask someone to come in and wash it after washing."

Song Chunjing looked at him suspiciously, as if he didn't believe it.

The prince said solemnly: "The congratulatory gift from the prefect of Luoyang has arrived. I'll take a look first. You don't have to worry, you can wash it slowly."

With that said, he let go of the person and really walked out.

Song Chunjing took two steps forward and saw that he did not turn his head to go far, and he really went in the direction of the front hall.

Luoyang's congratulatory gifts arrived a little later than the congratulatory speeches, but they also rushed forward without stopping, and entered the East Palace ahead of other places.

Boxes of jewelry were brought into the living room and left in the middle to be inspected.

Surrounding the one-person-long box were several elegant women, all of whom looked like slender water snakes with soft waists and soft grips.

Seeing the prince coming in, they saluted together, their voices were tender and emerald, as if there were larks in their throats, "Greetings to Your Highness."

Yan Zhen came back today, his face was tanned, "Your Highness."

The prince waved his hand, indicating that he was not in a hurry.

Yan Zhen got up, held down the words to report and waited aside, followed him to look at the wooden box.

The box is reddish-brown in color, the wood grain is thick, firm and round, and the surface is smooth and smooth, it is made of high-quality golden thread mahogany.

That alone is priceless.

The prince remained expressionless, walked around a few people to the box, picked up the jade brush carving ornaments on the table, propped it up casually, opened a gap in the wooden box, and took a rough look inside.

Jade, gold ornaments, enamel, etc. are filled inside, neatly arranged to show their preciousness outward.

Jewelry can blind people's eyes.

At first glance, he felt dazzled, the prince let go of his hand, and the lid closed itself with a "bang", he ordered: "Take inventory and put it in the warehouse, pick out some interesting ones, and send them to the Song Mansion."

"Yes." Yan Zhen agreed.

Compared with Wu Da, Yan Zhen is less thoughtful and has a good eye, so he doesn't have to worry about picking out some inexplicable things to give away.

As soon as he came back, he didn't ask how the investigation was going, the prince just felt relieved.

The women of the right age didn't say a word, all of them had slender necks and round, beautiful heads. Although they only lowered their heads, they could still feel the compelling sense of delicacy.

The prince glanced casually, and could only see the dotted eyebrows and the rouge-pink eye makeup, but he had no impression of anything else.

"Get up," he said.

The women stood up together, they all bowed their heads supplely and did not dare to look directly at them. Their postures were generous and decent, and any one of them could be put into a painting.

The Zhizhou in Luoyang was generous, he felt that sending a single figure would be useless, so he sent six together.

The prince pinched the pen holder carved from fine white jade, raised the jaw of one of them, and the woman raised her head obediently.

"Song Nuannuan?" the prince asked.

The woman was startled, and immediately knelt down, "My servant Han Yang has seen His Highness."

The woman next to her knelt down in panic, "Servant Song Nuan, I have seen His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

The prince only heard Wu Da hand it over once, but he didn't expect that he added the word "warm" himself.

Song Nuan is Song Nuan, and Song Nuan is back.

Shitty.

The prince said: "Raise your head."

Song Nuan raised her head, but the prince still had no impression. Looking at it now, she only felt that except for the orange red lips that could catch the eye, the rest were just normal.

At this moment, Wu Da came in from the outside, walked to the prince's side, bent down and saluted, "Your Highness, the Song imperial physician has finished washing."